"Hmm." Gu Yukai glanced at her, answered lightly, then took a magazine from the table next to him, opened it and looked at it, and sat on the sofa very leisurely, like a big guy.

Zuo Shi'an looked at his posture, pursed his lips slightly, and complained to him fiercely in his heart, but his face was still expressionless, dragging his injured leg and limping towards the kitchen.

No one has touched the ingredients bought at noon today, only the steamed buns and fritters that she bought have been moved by her and Gu Yukai.

Looking at the bun fritters that had not been touched at all, Zuo Shi'an frowned slightly, and glanced in the direction of the living room from the kitchen.

Could it be that Gu Yukai didn't eat at noon today?

No, won't the hotel take care of their lunch? How could it be that you didn't eat.

It should have been eaten by the director, and now she is sincerely embarrassed by her.

After thinking about it, Zuo Shi'an couldn't help but pick up the knife and waved it in the direction of Gu Yukai, and then put the knife on the board with a very weak heart, picked up the vegetables he bought at noon today and began to choose and wash.

Fortunately, when she was a child, because her parents were often away from home, Zuo Shi'an practiced good cooking skills, even if her leg was injured, these still couldn't bother her.

After quickly washing the dishes, Zuo Shi'an began to wash the steak he bought and put it on a plate, rolled up his sleeves and began to light the fire to cook.

Gu Yukai wanted to eat medium-rare steak, and she didn't eat anything at noon today, her stomach was so empty, and she didn't like to eat steak, so she could only cook the rice first and start making Gu Yukai's steak.

Making steak is a long and meticulous process, and Zuo Shi'an waited for this while picking up a yellow stick

"President, Don't Touch My Left Hand" Chapter 49: It's Over, I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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